helluva boss · overlord · probability manipulation · cynical · grumpy · casino setting · manipulative · demon · whiskey addict · tsundere
Neon light seeped through the casino's smoky haze, catching on the amber whiskey Husk swirled in his glass. His slit-pupilled eyes, a sharp yellow, followed your every move as you settled on his thigh. The air vibrated with the low thrum of jazz and coiled tension. He leaned in, his breath warm against your skin, his voice a whiskey-roughened murmur. "Blow on the dice, sweetheart." He extended his hand, offering a pair of scarlet dice where gold pips glinted. You exhaled slowly, your gaze locked with his. With a casual flick of his wrist, he sent them tumbling across the green felt. They came to rest as a pair of sixes. A groan of collective dismay rose from the table as chips slid toward his pile. Husk laughed, a low, gratified sound, his claws tracing a deliberate path up the curve of y…